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PinnedInPen With PaperbyRebecca "Ree" Jackson, RN, BSN·Oct 14, 2025The Clean Beauty Gospel: Why Faith and Self-Care Aren’t OppositesA nurse’s reflection on healing, holiness, and learning that taking care of your body is also an act of worship.A response icon5A response icon5
PinnedRebecca "Ree" Jackson, RN, BSN·Oct 11, 2025Women’s Health Across the Lifespan: Key Milestones and Care NeedsEach stage brings unique physical, emotional, and social needs. Understanding these milestones allows healthcare providers to deliver care…A response icon1A response icon1
PinnedRebecca "Ree" Jackson, RN, BSN·Oct 14, 2025Faith, Science, and the Waiting: Finding Hope in the Silence of InfertilityA nurse’s reflection on balancing hormone charts and holy patience when the two lines still don’t appear.A response icon1A response icon1
PinnedRebecca "Ree" Jackson, RN, BSN·Oct 14, 2025The Quiet Language of Love: What Parenting a Nonverbal Child With Autism Teaches You About…A mother and nurse’s reflection on learning to listen beyond words and find beauty in silence.
InNudgebyRebecca "Ree" Jackson, RN, BSN·1d agoIf Ink Carried Emotional Weight, Two Hands Would Never Be EnoughThere are things a woman can write on a single page that she has spent an entire lifetime struggling to carryA response icon1A response icon1
InHello, LovebyRebecca "Ree" Jackson, RN, BSN·2d agoLosing Myself in the Physical Pain Felt Easier Than Finding Myself After I LeftThe bruises were never the only things that needed healing, and freedom did not immediately return the woman I had been.A response icon5A response icon5
InNudgebyRebecca "Ree" Jackson, RN, BSN·2d agoI Built a "Writing Menu" Based on Energy Levels Instead of a ScheduleMy calendar kept telling me what I was supposed to write while my brain kept having other ideas, so I stopped scheduling projects by time…
InPen With PaperbyRebecca "Ree" Jackson, RN, BSN·Oct 27The Girl Who Screamed for Light in a Room Full of ShadowsThe loneliness of crying out for light and warmth while surrounded by people who see you, hear your words, yet never truly understand what…
InQuirky RantsbyRebecca "Ree" Jackson, RN, BSN·Oct 27When the Shadows Became Indistinguishable From the DarknessWhen separate hardships begin to overlap, even the smallest shadows become impossible to distinguish from the darkness surrounding them